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A/n: In this chapter, when a character's sentences are punctuated by little dots (...) it is simply to simulate what people sound like when they're running really, really hard.
Disclaimer: And the author doesn't own LOTR!!!
Galadriel-in-disguise: GAHHHHHH! *chases disclaimer with large ax*
Chapter 11:
The Fellowship, Elladan & Elrohir, Halbarad, the Rangers, and Darth Vader were all running down a tunnel pursed by a large fiery tornado created by playing a Grateful Dead song and the Britney Spears atrocity "Oops I Did it Again" at the same time. Why Darth Vader was there, no one was entirely sure. At that particular moment, however, they had other things to worry about.
"We're all...going to...DIE!!!!" wailed Pippin.
"No...we're not...fool...of a...Took!" panted Gandalf.
"Will you please...stop...saying...that!?!" gasped Frodo in annoyance. "It was maybe...original...the first...time...but now...it's just...clichéd!"
"WHEN YOU WAAALK, THROUGH THE STOOORM, HOLD YOUR HEEEEAD UP HIGH!" sang the rangers. "AND DOOON'T BE AFRAAAID, OF THE DAAARK!" Somehow they still had enough breath left to torture everyone's already abused eardrums.
"Not...that song!" pleaded Gimli. "Please...anything...but that!"
The rangers ignored him. "AT THE EEEND OF THE STORM, IS A GOOOLDEN SKY, AND THE SWEEEET SILVER SOOOONG, OF THE LAAARK!"
"If we're going...to be consumed...by a giant...fireball," asked Aragorn, "can we at least...do it...in silence?"
"WALK ON, THROUGH THE WINNND! WALK ON, THROUGH THE RAAAIN!"
"I'd take that...as a no," said Legolas.
"No one...is going...to be consumed...by a fireball!" panted Elrohir.
There was a loud BANG as Darth Vader was vaporized.
"Well...not US!" amended Elladan hastily.
"Not...if we can...reach the...sewer...in time," said Elrohir.
"Did you...say...SEWER?!?!" asked Legolas.
"THOUGH YOUR DREAMS BE TOSSED AND BLOOOWN!"
"SHUT...THE *&#$...UP!!" wheezed Gimli. "Bloody...rangers!!"
"Yes...I said...sewer!!" gasped Elrohir.
"I'm not...going...into any...*&$%#$& sewer!!" said Legolas.
"You will...If you...don't want...to become...elf kebob!" said Elladan.
"But my...HAIR--"
"YOU CAN BUY...SOME MORE...DAMN...SHAMPOO...IN WELLINGTON!!" bellowed Aragorn.
"AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALOOOOOONE! YOU'LL NEEEEEEEEEEEEEVERRRRRRRRRR WAAAAAAAALK ALLLLLLLLOOOONE!!!!"
"Not...much...farther!!" said Halbarad urgently. "Come on...we can make it!"
The Fellowship groaned and put on an extra burst of speed. They could see the end of the tunnel now, a precipice jutting out into empty space.
"Get ready to jump!" said Elrohir. "And try not to get your earmuffs wet!"
"TO ME, MEN OF BRITAIN!!" shouted the rangers, before calmly putting their earmuffs in zip lock plastic bags and hurling themselves over the edge.
"SOUTH DAKOTA!" yelled Elladan and Elrohir, and jumped.
"CHEESE!!!!!!!!" cried Halbarad, doing a swan dive.
"BANZAI!!!" hollered Aragorn, Gandalf, Gimli, and the hobbits, charging off the edge.
And so it worked out that Legolas was left standing alone on the edge of a cliff, teetering above who knows what, seconds away from a giant fireball. Knowing Leggy, he probably would have kept on standing until the firestorm caught up with him and turned him into instant BBQ, but fortunately, (or unfortunately) the cliff collapsed before that could happen, and hurled him into the murky depths of the Wellington sewer system after his friends.
* * * * * * * *
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Legolas, and everyone else, as they hurtled down into the abyss.
"I can't die now!" wailed Gandalf. "I haven't paid my taxes yet!"
"Dude! Why do you want to pay your taxes?" asked Boromir, who wasn't falling, more like drifting at high speed. "Taxes suck! You should take every opportunity to deprive the government of dough, so when they're all bankrupt and &*#$, you can like, complain and overthrow them. That's what the Americans did."
"HEY!!" shouted Aragorn. "Do you realize I'M the person people pay taxes too?? I am totally insulted that you compared me to those evil capitalist dogs that run the U.S.!! I mean, I'm sooooo much sexier than George Bush!!"
"It's not like it's HARD to be sexier than Bush," muttered Elladan.
"Oh no," said Gimli. "Will you guys PLEASE refrain from listing all the reasons Bush is an evil ass and shouldn't be reelected? It would take way too freaking long..."
Aragorn tried to think up something sufficiently scathing and political to say, but was thwarted when they all crash landed in a pit of smelly greenish gray slime.
"EEEEW!!!" shrieked Legolas and Halbarad.
"GREAT GREEN GLOBS OF GREASY GRIMY GOPHER GUTS!!" sang the rangers.
"FUN!!" squealed Merry and Pippin and began lobbing handfuls of muck at each other and everyone else.
"NOOO!" wailed Gimli, as one of the damp missiles hit him in the face. "I'll have to condition my beard!!"
"THIS SUCKS!!!!!" yelled Gandalf. "I'VE GOT SLIME ALL OVER MY SPARKLY WHITE ROBES!! I'LL HAVE TO BLEACH THEM AGAIN!!!"
"HELP!! HEEEELP!" shouted Frodo. "Sam can't swim! He's sinking!!"
"MRPH SWUMPLE URGH PHERPHL DFLIGHTHK!!" said Aragorn. He had grabbed hold of Sam's ankle, but as a result, he was half submerged upside down in muck with Frodo clinging to his legs. It goes without saying that this is not a good situation to be in.
"Oh my GOD Aragorn," said Elladan. "Why must you always get yourself into situations like this??" He began swimming through the muck towards his foster brother.
"You mean this has happened to him before?" asked Legolas.
"More or less," said Elrohir. "I mean, the first time it was vat of Tapioca instead of a gigantic pit of slime, but still..."
"SFHSD IUPTH ERGUGH BLRURBLD!!!" gurgled Aragorn, thrashing his legs wildly and sending Frodo flying into Gandalf.
"MUTILATED MONKEY MEAT!" sang the rangers. "TANTALIZING BIRDIE'S FEET!!"
"Be quiet!!!' snapped Elladan. "We've got an emergency here!" he tried to grab hold of Aragorn's legs but succeeded in getting kicked in the face.
"Aragorn!!!" shouted Elrohir. "Could you PLEASE cooperate??"
But either Aragorn couldn't hear them, or he had decided that if he had to die, he might as well do it in the most annoying way possible, because he just continued kicking and gurgling.
"Imbeciles!!! Amateur incompetents!!" muttered Gandalf, trying to extricate himself from Frodo's slimly, hysterical clutches. "Let me do this!!!" he thrust Frodo at Gimli and pulled out his staff.
"Oh no, not again!!" muttered Merry and Pippin. "This fic does NOT need any more 'Gandalf takes charge' episodes!!!"
"SILENCE!!!" roared Gandalf. There was a large slimy explosion and Aragorn and Sam shot out of the ooze to hang in the air thirty feet above their heads coughing and spluttering and dripping muck everywhere.
"IT'S ABOUT TIME!!!" yelled Aragorn when he'd got his breath back. "HOW MUCH LONGER WERE YOU PLANNING TO LEAVE ME DOWN THERE, HUH??"
"We TRIED to pull you out!" said Elladan aggrievedly. "You *&#$#*% kicked me in the face!!"
"THAT'S NO EXCUSE!!!" blustered Aragorn, waving his arms.
"Hey! Aragorn, you spaz! Watch where you drip!" shouted Halbarad. "My hair's gross enough already!!"
"That's Aragorn, Captain of the Dunedain, to you!!" said Aragorn. "And FYI dude, RANGERS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO CARE ABOUT THEIR HAIR!!"
"Oh so THAT'S how it is!?" sobbed Halbarad. "Nobody loves me, everybody hates me!"
"What the hell dude, don't CRY!" said Boromir.
"IT'S MY PARTY, AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO..." sang the rangers.
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!" wailed everyone else.
"Hey, Mr. Gandalf, sir!" said Sam. "Would you mind letting me down? I don't know about Mr. Aragorn, but us hobbits have a terrible fear of heights."
"Yah, sure, whatever..." said Gandalf. He waved his staff dismissively and Aragorn and Sam plummeted back into the ooze, showering everyone with sludge for the umpteenth time.
"Okay, enough fooling around!" said Elladan, after the shrieking had subsided. "We've been down here long enough!"
"And how do you propose we get out??" asked Legolas, looking pointedly at the ceiling, nearly a hundred feet above them. "I suppose we could have Gandalf levitate us..."
"ABSOLUTLEY OUT OF THE QUESTION!!" bellowed the wizard.
"Okay, okay dude! No need to get your pan--er, robes in a twist!!"
"Nope! We've got it all taken care of!" said Elrohir. "Remember the plastic explosives in the earmuffs?"
"Yes!!!!" said Aragorn grumpily.
"We're going to blast our way out of here!" said Elladan happily.
"Oh god, count me out!" moaned Aragorn.
"Chicken!" said Elrohir.
"Okay, here's the plan!" said Elladan. "We put all our earmuffs in a big plastic bag, and then Gandalf teleports it up to the ceiling and blows it up!"
"No way!!" said Gandalf. "What do you guys take me for?? Some kind of DELIVERY SERVICE or something?!?!?!"
"Chill OUT dude!!" said Elrohir. "Think about it this way; the sooner we get out of here, the sooner you can bleach your stupid robes!"
"FINE! I'll do it!" muttered Gandalf. "Just give me the *&#$%*# earmuffs!"
"Good!" said Elladan. "Okay, who's got the bag?"
"I think Halbarad does," said Elrohir.
"Nobody...loves me..." bawled Halbarad.
"Come on dude, just stop crying and give us the bag!" said Elladan in exasperation.
Halbarad ignored him.
"Halbarad," said Elrohir desperately, "If you give us the bag and shut up we'll buy you a muffin."
"Muffins??" asked Halbarad, perking up.
"Muffins??" said the rangers. "DO YOU KNOW THE MUFFIN MAN, THE MUFFIN MAN, THE MUFFIN MAN..."
"Aw, SHIT!!!" said Elladan. "WHY did you do that, bro?"
"Never mind!!" said Elrohir, snatching the bag from Halbarad. "JUST PASS YOUR EARMUFFS OVER HERE DUDES!!!!!"
* * * * * * * *
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fifteen or so pounds of plastic explosives can make quite a detonation and when the smoke cleared, the Fellowship could see that they had made a very large hole in the middle of Wellington.
"That was fun!!!!!" squealed Pippin.
"Yeah! Let's do it again!!" shouted Merry
"NO!" said Gandalf decisively.
"Manky old spoilsport," muttered Pippin.
"Let's go get something to eat!" said Elladan. "I'm totally starved."
"HUNGRY, HUNGRY, I AM HUNGRY..." sang the rangers.
"Whatever!" said Aragorn. "Come on people, we can find Peter Jackson after a stop at the nearest McDonalds."
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To my reviewers:
totallyObsessedwithLOTR: Yah, actually I watched POTC twice before writing the last chapter.
Animegirl123: If you want Aragorn, you're going to have to fight me for him! ^_^ It's not that hard to become a LOTR fangirl. Just pick one or more characters to obsess over and annoy your friends by talking about them constantly.
BubbleBubbleGumGum: THANK YOU!!!
electrocuted-elf: Yes, you are hyper! And no, I'm on a mission to make people scared of ME!!! The Boondocks rules!
Tarock: Yes! I'm crazy! I'm totally, utterly, insane, and I've been that way since birth or possibly before!!!
mousie2: Big exams? Ick! Sounds awful! Well, good luck.
BURN THE R.U.M.: Yep! Jack's cool!
happy molecule: I think I'll just have the rangers get arrested. (*foreshadowing*) And the Britney Spears CD is defiantly dead, thank GOD.
BoromirDefender: I was mad about Prince Imrahil too. I think I'm going to put him into one of the up coming chapters.
swtiger86: Thanks! BOING!!!
Saralitazie: Wow! You are HYPERRRRRRRRRRR! Even more hyper than I am at the moment. Must go eat more sugar...
Ainu Laire: Yay! Monkeys! Wait, there's a debate.org?
Evenstar of the Elves: Thanks!
A/n: We know.
Disclaimer: SHUT UP!!!!!
A/n: You!
Disclaimer: You!
A/n: You!
Galadriel-in-disguise: BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP! You're wasting valuable space! People want to read the story! Not YOU!
A/N: But I have to explain the dots!!
Galadriel-in-disguise: Huh?
A/n: In this chapter, when a character's sentences are punctuated by little dots (...) it is simply to simulate what people sound like when they're running really, really hard.
Disclaimer: And the author doesn't own LOTR!!!
Galadriel-in-disguise: GAHHHHHH! *chases disclaimer with large ax*
Chapter 11:
The Fellowship, Elladan & Elrohir, Halbarad, the Rangers, and Darth Vader were all running down a tunnel pursed by a large fiery tornado created by playing a Grateful Dead song and the Britney Spears atrocity "Oops I Did it Again" at the same time. Why Darth Vader was there, no one was entirely sure. At that particular moment, however, they had other things to worry about.
"We're all...going to...DIE!!!!" wailed Pippin.
"No...we're not...fool...of a...Took!" panted Gandalf.
"Will you please...stop...saying...that!?!" gasped Frodo in annoyance. "It was maybe...original...the first...time...but now...it's just...clichéd!"
"WHEN YOU WAAALK, THROUGH THE STOOORM, HOLD YOUR HEEEEAD UP HIGH!" sang the rangers. "AND DOOON'T BE AFRAAAID, OF THE DAAARK!" Somehow they still had enough breath left to torture everyone's already abused eardrums.
"Not...that song!" pleaded Gimli. "Please...anything...but that!"
The rangers ignored him. "AT THE EEEND OF THE STORM, IS A GOOOLDEN SKY, AND THE SWEEEET SILVER SOOOONG, OF THE LAAARK!"
"If we're going...to be consumed...by a giant...fireball," asked Aragorn, "can we at least...do it...in silence?"
"WALK ON, THROUGH THE WINNND! WALK ON, THROUGH THE RAAAIN!"
"I'd take that...as a no," said Legolas.
"No one...is going...to be consumed...by a fireball!" panted Elrohir.
There was a loud BANG as Darth Vader was vaporized.
"Well...not US!" amended Elladan hastily.
"Not...if we can...reach the...sewer...in time," said Elrohir.
"Did you...say...SEWER?!?!" asked Legolas.
"THOUGH YOUR DREAMS BE TOSSED AND BLOOOWN!"
"SHUT...THE *&#$...UP!!" wheezed Gimli. "Bloody...rangers!!"
"Yes...I said...sewer!!" gasped Elrohir.
"I'm not...going...into any...*&$%#$& sewer!!" said Legolas.
"You will...If you...don't want...to become...elf kebob!" said Elladan.
"But my...HAIR--"
"YOU CAN BUY...SOME MORE...DAMN...SHAMPOO...IN WELLINGTON!!" bellowed Aragorn.
"AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALOOOOOONE! YOU'LL NEEEEEEEEEEEEEVERRRRRRRRRR WAAAAAAAALK ALLLLLLLLOOOONE!!!!"
"Not...much...farther!!" said Halbarad urgently. "Come on...we can make it!"
The Fellowship groaned and put on an extra burst of speed. They could see the end of the tunnel now, a precipice jutting out into empty space.
"Get ready to jump!" said Elrohir. "And try not to get your earmuffs wet!"
"TO ME, MEN OF BRITAIN!!" shouted the rangers, before calmly putting their earmuffs in zip lock plastic bags and hurling themselves over the edge.
"SOUTH DAKOTA!" yelled Elladan and Elrohir, and jumped.
"CHEESE!!!!!!!!" cried Halbarad, doing a swan dive.
"BANZAI!!!" hollered Aragorn, Gandalf, Gimli, and the hobbits, charging off the edge.
And so it worked out that Legolas was left standing alone on the edge of a cliff, teetering above who knows what, seconds away from a giant fireball. Knowing Leggy, he probably would have kept on standing until the firestorm caught up with him and turned him into instant BBQ, but fortunately, (or unfortunately) the cliff collapsed before that could happen, and hurled him into the murky depths of the Wellington sewer system after his friends.
* * * * * * * *
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Legolas, and everyone else, as they hurtled down into the abyss.
"I can't die now!" wailed Gandalf. "I haven't paid my taxes yet!"
"Dude! Why do you want to pay your taxes?" asked Boromir, who wasn't falling, more like drifting at high speed. "Taxes suck! You should take every opportunity to deprive the government of dough, so when they're all bankrupt and &*#$, you can like, complain and overthrow them. That's what the Americans did."
"HEY!!" shouted Aragorn. "Do you realize I'M the person people pay taxes too?? I am totally insulted that you compared me to those evil capitalist dogs that run the U.S.!! I mean, I'm sooooo much sexier than George Bush!!"
"It's not like it's HARD to be sexier than Bush," muttered Elladan.
"Oh no," said Gimli. "Will you guys PLEASE refrain from listing all the reasons Bush is an evil ass and shouldn't be reelected? It would take way too freaking long..."
Aragorn tried to think up something sufficiently scathing and political to say, but was thwarted when they all crash landed in a pit of smelly greenish gray slime.
"EEEEW!!!" shrieked Legolas and Halbarad.
"GREAT GREEN GLOBS OF GREASY GRIMY GOPHER GUTS!!" sang the rangers.
"FUN!!" squealed Merry and Pippin and began lobbing handfuls of muck at each other and everyone else.
"NOOO!" wailed Gimli, as one of the damp missiles hit him in the face. "I'll have to condition my beard!!"
"THIS SUCKS!!!!!" yelled Gandalf. "I'VE GOT SLIME ALL OVER MY SPARKLY WHITE ROBES!! I'LL HAVE TO BLEACH THEM AGAIN!!!"
"HELP!! HEEEELP!" shouted Frodo. "Sam can't swim! He's sinking!!"
"MRPH SWUMPLE URGH PHERPHL DFLIGHTHK!!" said Aragorn. He had grabbed hold of Sam's ankle, but as a result, he was half submerged upside down in muck with Frodo clinging to his legs. It goes without saying that this is not a good situation to be in.
"Oh my GOD Aragorn," said Elladan. "Why must you always get yourself into situations like this??" He began swimming through the muck towards his foster brother.
"You mean this has happened to him before?" asked Legolas.
"More or less," said Elrohir. "I mean, the first time it was vat of Tapioca instead of a gigantic pit of slime, but still..."
"SFHSD IUPTH ERGUGH BLRURBLD!!!" gurgled Aragorn, thrashing his legs wildly and sending Frodo flying into Gandalf.
"MUTILATED MONKEY MEAT!" sang the rangers. "TANTALIZING BIRDIE'S FEET!!"
"Be quiet!!!' snapped Elladan. "We've got an emergency here!" he tried to grab hold of Aragorn's legs but succeeded in getting kicked in the face.
"Aragorn!!!" shouted Elrohir. "Could you PLEASE cooperate??"
But either Aragorn couldn't hear them, or he had decided that if he had to die, he might as well do it in the most annoying way possible, because he just continued kicking and gurgling.
"Imbeciles!!! Amateur incompetents!!" muttered Gandalf, trying to extricate himself from Frodo's slimly, hysterical clutches. "Let me do this!!!" he thrust Frodo at Gimli and pulled out his staff.
"Oh no, not again!!" muttered Merry and Pippin. "This fic does NOT need any more 'Gandalf takes charge' episodes!!!"
"SILENCE!!!" roared Gandalf. There was a large slimy explosion and Aragorn and Sam shot out of the ooze to hang in the air thirty feet above their heads coughing and spluttering and dripping muck everywhere.
"IT'S ABOUT TIME!!!" yelled Aragorn when he'd got his breath back. "HOW MUCH LONGER WERE YOU PLANNING TO LEAVE ME DOWN THERE, HUH??"
"We TRIED to pull you out!" said Elladan aggrievedly. "You *&#$#*% kicked me in the face!!"
"THAT'S NO EXCUSE!!!" blustered Aragorn, waving his arms.
"Hey! Aragorn, you spaz! Watch where you drip!" shouted Halbarad. "My hair's gross enough already!!"
"That's Aragorn, Captain of the Dunedain, to you!!" said Aragorn. "And FYI dude, RANGERS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO CARE ABOUT THEIR HAIR!!"
"Oh so THAT'S how it is!?" sobbed Halbarad. "Nobody loves me, everybody hates me!"
"What the hell dude, don't CRY!" said Boromir.
"IT'S MY PARTY, AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO..." sang the rangers.
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!" wailed everyone else.
"Hey, Mr. Gandalf, sir!" said Sam. "Would you mind letting me down? I don't know about Mr. Aragorn, but us hobbits have a terrible fear of heights."
"Yah, sure, whatever..." said Gandalf. He waved his staff dismissively and Aragorn and Sam plummeted back into the ooze, showering everyone with sludge for the umpteenth time.
"Okay, enough fooling around!" said Elladan, after the shrieking had subsided. "We've been down here long enough!"
"And how do you propose we get out??" asked Legolas, looking pointedly at the ceiling, nearly a hundred feet above them. "I suppose we could have Gandalf levitate us..."
"ABSOLUTLEY OUT OF THE QUESTION!!" bellowed the wizard.
"Okay, okay dude! No need to get your pan--er, robes in a twist!!"
"Nope! We've got it all taken care of!" said Elrohir. "Remember the plastic explosives in the earmuffs?"
"Yes!!!!" said Aragorn grumpily.
"We're going to blast our way out of here!" said Elladan happily.
"Oh god, count me out!" moaned Aragorn.
"Chicken!" said Elrohir.
"Okay, here's the plan!" said Elladan. "We put all our earmuffs in a big plastic bag, and then Gandalf teleports it up to the ceiling and blows it up!"
"No way!!" said Gandalf. "What do you guys take me for?? Some kind of DELIVERY SERVICE or something?!?!?!"
"Chill OUT dude!!" said Elrohir. "Think about it this way; the sooner we get out of here, the sooner you can bleach your stupid robes!"
"FINE! I'll do it!" muttered Gandalf. "Just give me the *&#$%*# earmuffs!"
"Good!" said Elladan. "Okay, who's got the bag?"
"I think Halbarad does," said Elrohir.
"Nobody...loves me..." bawled Halbarad.
"Come on dude, just stop crying and give us the bag!" said Elladan in exasperation.
Halbarad ignored him.
"Halbarad," said Elrohir desperately, "If you give us the bag and shut up we'll buy you a muffin."
"Muffins??" asked Halbarad, perking up.
"Muffins??" said the rangers. "DO YOU KNOW THE MUFFIN MAN, THE MUFFIN MAN, THE MUFFIN MAN..."
"Aw, SHIT!!!" said Elladan. "WHY did you do that, bro?"
"Never mind!!" said Elrohir, snatching the bag from Halbarad. "JUST PASS YOUR EARMUFFS OVER HERE DUDES!!!!!"
* * * * * * * *
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fifteen or so pounds of plastic explosives can make quite a detonation and when the smoke cleared, the Fellowship could see that they had made a very large hole in the middle of Wellington.
"That was fun!!!!!" squealed Pippin.
"Yeah! Let's do it again!!" shouted Merry
"NO!" said Gandalf decisively.
"Manky old spoilsport," muttered Pippin.
"Let's go get something to eat!" said Elladan. "I'm totally starved."
"HUNGRY, HUNGRY, I AM HUNGRY..." sang the rangers.
"Whatever!" said Aragorn. "Come on people, we can find Peter Jackson after a stop at the nearest McDonalds."
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To my reviewers:
totallyObsessedwithLOTR: Yah, actually I watched POTC twice before writing the last chapter.
Animegirl123: If you want Aragorn, you're going to have to fight me for him! ^_^ It's not that hard to become a LOTR fangirl. Just pick one or more characters to obsess over and annoy your friends by talking about them constantly.
BubbleBubbleGumGum: THANK YOU!!!
electrocuted-elf: Yes, you are hyper! And no, I'm on a mission to make people scared of ME!!! The Boondocks rules!
Tarock: Yes! I'm crazy! I'm totally, utterly, insane, and I've been that way since birth or possibly before!!!
mousie2: Big exams? Ick! Sounds awful! Well, good luck.
BURN THE R.U.M.: Yep! Jack's cool!
happy molecule: I think I'll just have the rangers get arrested. (*foreshadowing*) And the Britney Spears CD is defiantly dead, thank GOD.
BoromirDefender: I was mad about Prince Imrahil too. I think I'm going to put him into one of the up coming chapters.
swtiger86: Thanks! BOING!!!
Saralitazie: Wow! You are HYPERRRRRRRRRRR! Even more hyper than I am at the moment. Must go eat more sugar...
Ainu Laire: Yay! Monkeys! Wait, there's a debate.org?
Evenstar of the Elves: Thanks!